Victoria Berlare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

But “Whore” – oof, it tricky. Sound like song bout love, but cheap love, ya? Like Satine sellin herself, “One day I’ll fly away!” – that line kill me every time. I get mad, coz she stuck, singin for rich pigs, no freedom! I wanna punch that Duke guy, “You disgust me,” I say in head. But then, surprise – song turn soft, she sing, “I follow you til end,” and I melt. Borat not tough guy no more, just mushy Kazakh mess!

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Prostitute Austria, Uniforms, Prostate Massage, Striptease/Lapdance, Prostate Massage.

I got mad at the river near De Werve for a minute – yeah, the little stream that cuts through town. It sometimes gurgles too loud, disrupting quiet vibes. But then it’s cool again // it’s all part of Berlare’s beat. Spilled milk moment? Nah, just nature being its noisy self, I guess.

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